i’ve been tagged

Assalamualaikum, peace to be upon you. My condition: I’m freshly baked by Spain’s sun, tired feet, problematic stomach and the list goes on. There are things I’m supposed to write before I go to Spain, but yeah, time and tide waits for no man they say.

Hereby, I would like to fulfil my friends’s request (ainur, farah, azhar ahmad), to write on 6 weird things about myself.

  1. IAD: I am suffering of severe Internet Addiction Disorder. I spend hours on the internet. Last time, when I don’t know the purpose of human being created, I wasted million hours, on unnecessary things. But now, I gain a lot of knowledge from the internet. Well, I’m so going to miss the speed and bandwidth that I experience in the UK. Now when I discover that I am lacking a lot of Islamic knowledge, internet is a library for me. It’s just that I need to be choosy and wise to choose my resources. See, internet isn’t that bad~
  2. Poet laureate: I wish to be a laureate. I am currently learning how to be a poet in the UK. I didn’t have any chance while I was in Malaysia.

    LOVELY CREATIVE WRITERS: WRITING WON’T BE FUN WITHOUT THEM!

    Well, basically because I don’t know personally any Malaysian poet (Mr Muhammad Haji Salleh, if you read this, I want you to know that I adore you so much). Insha Allah like Muhammad Iqbal, or Rumi. Beautiful verses that describe feelings and expressions towards many subjects. May whatever that I am doing will support my religion.

  3. Body conscious: Yes, I’m freak about my own weight. Ask Mimi (Brisbane), she knows how many times per day I will go to her room and use the bathroom scale. Why? Typical woman.

    SINFUL PLEASURE: Britain-award Montezuma Chocolate!

    Would like to have an ideal body but lazy to work out, but at the same time, I keep myself busy. So that my fat and cholesterol burned down along the way. So, it’s time to be a Cinderella. Not a sleeping beauty any more! PS: You’ll get questions from me like “am I fat?” “Do I look fat?” “Am I losing weight?”. Yes, and the same kind of question will be asked until I’m satisfied. Ops, lately my stomach is problematic. Wonder why.

  4. LOL lady: Yes, I do laugh out loud. I really want to change this habit. It doesn’t serve the real purpose of wearing hijab (modesty for those who wonder). Gosh. My laughter can be heard 15 miles away. Echoing and drumming your eardrums. So, please, advice me once you hear me laughing like a hyena. Buruk betul perempuan gelak kuat2 kan? Kalau comel takper laa =P
  5. Bookworm: I simply loves book. I love reading. But yeah, I abandon my books until its been eaten by worms (well, figuratively).

    TRYING TO GET A BOOK WHICH FELL FROM MY WINDOW =P

    There are books that I buy because I want to, but because of time restriction, I don’t finish them. There are few to be named. So, tell me if you want one. I’m willing to give it to you.

  6. Accentuate accent?: Honestly, since I come to UK, I’ve been picking up British accents and unconsciously it applies in my daily speech. So, a mixture of Bristol, South West, and some Yorkshire. Midland is on its way. Probably if my Mak (or any Malaysian) will think Iim mengada nak jadi mat salleh celup whatsoever. Previously I did it because I was so obsessed with Harry Potter, but now being here, probably talking with Britons, has made me talk like this. Gosh! I swear I don’t do it intentionally. Well, not as bad as Scottish accent innit?

This one is dedicated to Encik Azhar Ahmad, link to his entry:

MY DESK(TOP) THAT IS SO MESSY

Ah, finally it’s organised and neat.

DINDING MENJADI MANGSA

arrived safely

Alhamdulillah. Kembali ke bumi Plymouth again. Walaupun tersekat di M5 selama sejam, sebab semua orang di UK ni nak balik kampung, tapi alhamdulillah kami sampai dengan selamat.

Banyak perkara saya belajar dalam seminggu ini, namun, is it enough? When I seek knowledge, further I go, the more I need to seek, more inferior I felt, because His knowledge is limitless and plenty. Simple as that. If you think you’re good enough in everything, that is so not true. I don’t think I can grasp and equipped myself with all the knowledge in this world. So, sorry for not posting anything for a week. Been away from my computer. Yes, I do miss blogging while I’m away. So many things to share with my readers. Just wait and read. =)

Got something to show you guys, how ignorant these people about islam. Pity them. The title is “Testing Americans On Muslim I.Q.”

Q: Why do Arabs wear turbans?

A: Because they don’t have hair? (my laughter echoed)

Q: What is the name of Muslim’s holy month?

A: Jihad (confidently he said, and I do expect about it)

Take note of his last words 😉

Directlink to youtube (to rate and comment): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Prc8v-rKYjw

My own Monalisa II

Peace to be upon you. For readers who had follow this blog from the beginning, you probably (or not), remember, my entry on Monalisa painting. I used MS paint and today, I found a brilliant artwork of Monalisa, also done using MS paint, but way better than my masterpiece. Done by eclecticasylum.

The one that I did last time
Done by eclecticasylum

PS: I took two days to finish, incomplete and absolutely does not have much similarity with original painting, yet, he, just took two hours and half? (shaking head unbelievably

Now I do ku tahu

This lyrics reflects my feelings. Plus, the song is nice too. Erk, OK. I admit. Yeah, I actually like Waheeda’s style. =P

Once I was lost in the dark
Blind to the lights
Wandering alone in plight…
Each step brought nowhere to sight
My heavy heart
Wanting to impart….

Darkness is questions that hide in my mind
Would I be able to find
Happiness sought or do I stay behind

I never knew how far I could go
But Now I do…

Disuatu masa dulu
Senyum tawa
Dicabuli duka…
Langkah menjadi rangkak
Rantai menggari
Gerak nadi…

Melutut ku menadah rayuan
Musykil ku tiada kekuatan
dalam ronta dihulurNya Tangan
tiada pasti tetapi kini
Ku tahu….

Once all my tears killed my smiles
Wiped them away
Through my heart cried stay…
Each day each pace of my life
Slowed down as though I’m
Chattel in chains….

Down on my knees with my head to the sky
Searching for answers to “why”?
Hands held up high
Then He helped me to rise…

I never knew how strong I could be
But now I do…

Life’s a promising gain
Weakness into strength
Twice stronger towards pain…

Hakikat duniawi
Keberanian menggapai mimpi…
I have learnt that life…

Di suatu masa dulu
Kehilangan
Gelap hambar sendu
Berat dada menahan
Persoalan
“Ke mana tujuan?”

Langkah kakiku tanda tanya
Dapatkah ku bersama
Bahagia atau keciciran..

Tiada pasti tetapi kini
Ku tahu….

Then I look back at my life
When choosing a lane

Was not without struggling to be sane…

The light that was blinding to me
Guided me through
The plight, the chains of time

Dan ku imbas kembali
Perbalahan
Kewarasan diri….
Cahaya yang mengaburkan
Kini menemani
Rangkak yang berlari….

Career and curriculum

Salam. Peace. Hope all of you doing fine. I wish the same thing as well. I’m stuck between my ideas and opinion. I really want to state the fact, but being Malaysia, always being tied to protocols and procedures and legal laws. So, my question is, is it better for me to state the truth or telling them fantasy (or fiction) of Malaysian education system? Great. I only have 48 hours left. SOS!

Time and tide waits for no man.

Assalamualaikum. Whew. Time flies, really fast. British Summer Time is going to take place this midnight, so we’re going to lose an hour. Argh! I really need to buckle up for my assignment. Pray for me. May Allah bless rahma on you guys.

Interesting to show to you guys: Email+Y! Messenger. Don’t know whether you’ve realise it but it’s a cool thing. Yahoo Email Beta allows you to check new email every 10 minutes, yet receive messages from your friends at the same time. (I have loads thing to comment and tell but can’t write too mush as my assignment also need to be written =p).

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Here how it looks like. Cool huh?

Most reasonable conversation, with master.

ainee: master..

me master: iye

ainee: i really hate it

me master: whats that?

ainee: like ppl said they care abt u

ainee: but they always forget u

ainee: that’s a lie isnt it?

me master: it’s merely a myth to comfort your feeling.

me master: i had too much of it.

We went miles for someone whom we think worth for. We even do things that is beyond our limitation. Even do something that we can’t imagine. But actually in the end, it’s frustating.

So I learned that, you can’t fake your feelings. Learn to forgive, but never to forget. Because we, human, learn from mistakes. The question is; have we ever learn from our mistakes?

Here and there

So many things to do yet so little time. It (refers to the previous statement) reminds me of this:

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful.
[1] By (the Token of) Time (through the Ages),
[2] Verily Man is in loss,
[3] Except such as have Faith, and do righteous deeds, and (join together) in the mutual teaching of Truth, and of Patience and Constancy.

So people, do remind me of my doings. Remind me to do my assignment. Inspire me!

Pilihan dan jalan

Kita manusia memang diberikan pilihan. Cuma terkadang kita tersilap memilih. Menurut perhatian dan pengalaman, memang manusia belajar dari kesilapan sendiri. Aku kadang-kadang rasa bersalah dengan dosa berantai yang aku dah lakukan. Apakah ia lebih besar dari imbangan amalan yang lain? Amalan aku pula tiadalah sehebat ahli abid. Dan aku pula hanya student biasa. Dah la ilmu tak banyak, semangat juang pun boleh dikira. Sikit sangat. Kesilapan memang banyak.

Aku yang khilaf

jasad mereflek lebih pantas dari kepala
kepala pula tidak bisa tahu akan natijah
namun akal ini telah diberi Allah
nantikan saja balasan dosa atau pahala